Rain poured in and poured down.
The sky seemed to have been poked with a hole.
The fire pit outside the city was immediately doused by the rain.
In the black pits one after another, the half-burned corpses lost a layer of gray and black under the wash of the rain. The rain could not suppress the bloody smell, and waves of stench rushed towards the faces of the soldiers and officers. .
Some people couldn't help but vomited directly.
Some people knelt on the ground in despair after seeing such a tragic image.
Even well-trained soldiers cannot become heartless killing machines.
There are also moments of softness.
But they have no choice and cannot tell right from wrong. The only thing they can do is obey.
The fire had been burning for a day, and batch after batch of patients were pushed into the pit and burned alive.
The screams were loud at first and spread far.
But as people gradually become numb, they will realize that human life is so fragile, and the miserable screams can only last for a few seconds.
It takes a long time to turn the body into ashes.
Everyone repeated the same thing tirelessly, even the officers and soldiers were numb.
This rainstorm came at just the right time, and everyone was startled by the cold rain and their souls were brought back.
There was no way to burn anymore, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief. The officers and soldiers took the time to rest, lying on the ground in a mess, breathing heavily.
Only with fire can the virus be cut off.
Even in ancient times, people knew this.
The prefect stood beside the prince, looking at the rain and clouds in the sky.
"Even God won't let us continue."
Prince Jing snorted coldly: "Humph, if God had any mercy, he would not cause such a plague. God is preventing us from doing the right thing."
"Hey!" The prefect sighed and said nothing more.
He also knew that Prince Jing was not doing it for himself, but that what he did was also for the people of Hangzhou.
Who can tell who is right and who is wrong?
Only Prince Jing firmly believed that everything he did was correct.
"Go down with the order and put up the awning immediately. The burning continues and cannot stop for a moment!"
"ah……"
Screams came from not far away.
"Your Majesty, someone took advantage of the chaos to escape and has been captured."
Those were the last batch of patients who were captured, and there were more than two hundred patients who were not burned to death in prison.
"It means death anyway. Those who are disobedient, let's send them on their way first."
The prince's instructions reached the ears of the nearby people as clearly as ice.
Now everyone didn't dare to speak and acted as submissively as possible.
All the people imprisoned in the temporary cells looked at the sky and prayed silently, hoping that the rain would come more violently and never stop.
But some people fell silently in the sound of rain, and their lives were quietly taken away by the virus.
At this time, the carriage Lin needed for the evening festival was already ready outside the hospital.
It was raining heavily and the weather was cold.
Yu Jiaoer was a little worried and asked, "Let's wait until the rain stops before we go."
Lin Wanjie steeled himself, and for the first time in so many days, he got up and stood, leaning against the door frame, feeling like he could overwhelm the house.
"Crazy, crazy!"
A servant shouted through the courtyard wall.
"There are people killing people outside the city! Anyone who gets sick will be sent outside the city to be burned alive. This... what should we do?"
"What?" Yu Jiao'er exclaimed.
Everyone is hiding at home and has no information.
The Xiao family only now knows the situation outside the city.
Lin Wanjie also became nervous. For a moment, he felt as if he had forgotten the pain. He frowned and said, "I can't wait any longer, cough cough cough... I don't know, I don't know how long this rain will continue to fall. We must find a solution." Only with medicine can the lives of the people in Hangzhou be saved."
"Yes." Yu Jiao'er nodded, "I'll take you there."
"Yu Jiao'er, you?"
"Who else but me?"
Lin Wanjie was speechless.
This trip cost him his life.
As a doctor, if you see tens of thousands of people suffering, if you still only care about your own safety, even if you survive, you will never forgive yourself in the future.
But what about Yu Jiaoer?
Although Yu Jiaoer is not sick, she is a weak woman, a very weak woman.
I used to be in a brothel, and now I'm in Xiao Mansion.
No matter where you are, you are a canary in a cage.
Birds that have been pampered for too long cannot adapt to the wind and rain of the outside world.
Is Yu Jiaoer going to risk her life for herself?
Yu Jiao'er said that she didn't care about other people's lives or lives.
The only person she cared about was Lin Wanjie.
Lin Wanjie wanted to persuade Yu Jiaoer not to follow him.
But then I thought again, besides Yu Jiaoer, who else can I rely on now?
Just yesterday, Xu Xiaoqi also fell ill, and the princess fell ill again.
People around him fell one after another. Only Yu Jiaoer became the lucky one, and now she became the unlucky one.
Lin Wanjie knew there would be danger, but still nodded.
For the sake of tens of thousands of people in Hangzhou, Lin Wanjie took Yu Jiao'er to take this risk together.
The carriage was loaded with food and clothes. The few remaining servants did not dare to follow Lin Wanjie to find medicinal materials, but they were unambiguous about the logistics.
As far as the food in the car is concerned, let alone two or three days, it is not an exaggeration to eat it for ten days.
Getting ready together, Yu Jiaoer helped Lin Wanjie to set off.
Master Xiao's voice suddenly came from behind: "Yu Jiao'er."
Lin Wanjie and Yu Jiaoer were both stunned, and looked back at Mr. Xiao, who was lying on the bed in the room and was dying.
The eldest lady was sick, but she stayed by Mr. Xiao's side and took care of Mr. Xiao.
Mr. Xiao's condition is very serious and he may die at any time.
Although the master is sick, his mind is very clear, he knows everything and has seen everything.
Yu Jiaoer and Lin Wanjie put themselves in danger for the sake of the Xiao family and the people of Hangzhou.
Mr. Xiao knows very well.
The master opened his mouth and glanced at the two people who were about to set out at the door from the corner of his eyes.
"Yu Jiao'er, if the people of Hangzhou survive this disaster, you... just go with Lin Da."
"master……"
Yu Jiaoer's voice was choked with sobs, and she couldn't tell whether she was happy or sad.
When the world is in trouble, there is no room for the love of children.
Lin Wanjie whispered: "Let's go."
Yu Jiaoer nodded and helped Lin Wanjie stumble to the door.
Several servants and maids shouted from a distance with tears in their eyes: "Third Madam, Brother Lin, you must come back alive!"
Yu Jiaoer turned around and smiled: "Take good care of the master! Take good care of the Xiao family!"
After saying that, he reached out and touched Lin Wanjie's face: "Idiot, if we come back this time, we can live a lifetime together."
When Lin Wanjie recalled Master Xiao's words, he breathed a sigh of relief.
This is the best, even if there are some risks, it will be a happy ending after returning.
Thinking about the scene of living with Yu Jiaoer in the future, the physical discomfort disappeared and the corners of his mouth rose uncontrollably.
But before Lin Wanjie's smile came out, what he saw in front of him made his face darken.
An army appeared in front of the Xiao Mansion, holding patients in their hands and surrounding the two of them.
